Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Dear Hubby,

In the next 48 hours, we will be spending some close, personal time together.

And while I consider you one of the smartest, most thoughtful of husbands, I feel like I need to take a moment to give you the following pointers on how the next few days need to go down.

The labor & delivery room we'll be checking in to is so very nice. It's spacious and clean, and it has a big television and DVD player for our enjoyment.

Unfortunately, the DVD player is incompatible with movies that star any of the following actors: Steven Segal, Chuck Norris, Jackie Chan, or any of the last seven guys who've played James Bond.

In addition, I want to give you a heads up that you will, at no time, have charge over the remote control for the t.v. Unfortunately, the risk is just too high that you may stumble upon programming that features Glenn Beck, Sean Hannity or Bill O'Reilly. New studies have shown a direct correlation between post-partum insanity and political talk shows, and that's just not a risk I'll be willing to take. You know, for the sake of our family.

You'll be pleased to know that the hospital provides free wi-fi for your computer. So feel free to bring the laptop with you for entertainment. I did read somewhere that fantasty football sites are unavailable while women are laboring. So sorry.

I've taken the liberty of loading our ipod with a bunch of new songs that I think you'll enjoy. If for some reason, however, you find that several of your old favorites (like all those songs they play at football games to hype everyone up) have gone missing, I assure you that I know nothing about that. Believe me, though... you'll find Fernando Ortega's soothing rendition of "Be Thou My Vision" just as thrilling as the Black-Eyed Peas promise that "Tonight's Gonna Be a Good, Good Night!"

Throughout the course of the night, I may find the opportunity to get some sleep. If this phenomenon occurs, please do nothing to disturb the few precious moments of rest. Even if I am snoring as loud as a freight train and other hospital patients are peering into the room to see what in the world could be making that kind of noise, I would advise you to just close your eyes and insert some ear plugs.

And one last thing, as the nurses ask me for my entire medical history, including my current weight, just go ahead and keep those ear plugs securely fastened.

I know that this is a lot of information to take in. I do not wish to take anything away from the excitement you're feeling about the impending arrival of our newest family member.

But please know this... by Thursday afternoon it'll all be worth the inconveniences (and possible Project Runway marathons) you'll be subjected to.

Because I think you're about to fall madly in love with one precious little girl. And her mommy's about to fall madly in love with you all over again.

Love,
Me

12 comments:

Christy said...

oh my goodness! How exciting!!! Why did they move the date up? I cannot wait to hear the news! What did you decide on for a middle name? I'm bursting with excitement and questions over here. hehe :)

Cheryl said...

That was precious...the end made me cry. Can't wait to meet your sweet little girl. She will be more than welcome to come play princesses at our house anytime :)

Kelly White said...

ugh. I am bawling. He's about to fall madly in love with you all over again too. And that little Megan........well, he's a gone -er!

Nicole said...

Oh you two! I just can't wait to hear the good news of Megan's arrival...after wearing the same shoes (the one's that seem to fit prefect w/ a family of 3 and no intentions of adding a 4th!)...I know you will find yourself at a loss when you think back and wonder what life would be like without your sweet little girl! We pray that labor be quick and smooth...w/ the least amount of pain! Also, praying that Drew will adjust quickly. I know he'll be the best big brother your sweet girl could ever hope for! Love, The Cooney's

Emily said...

Great writing as always. Very creative! I cannot wait to meet my sweet Megan girl. Oh, the clothes and hairbows that I am going to buy!

Two Shades of Pink said...

Oh, so sweet, so funny, so incredibly touching. Love the end. Can not wait to meet your precious Megan, hold her tight, and hopefully tell her bedtime stories of my emancipation from all things political and news related after moving away to college. I will show her that though FOX News was on 24/7 and I was forced to listen to Rush Limbaugh on long family trips in the car (NO MUSIC EVER), I ended up OK. I'm OK, right?

Anonymous said...

Good Luck, Jenny! Can't wait to meet her.
Carrie

Melodie said...

I am so glad to know that I am not the only one that was brought to tears at the end. I was thinking maybe I was either being a little emotional or a bit crazy! What great writing!!! This should be one of those standard forms that they hand out to the new Dad's in the hospital! I am so excited for all of you!

Anonymous said...

Oh so sweet. You touch my heart! I can't wait to meet Miss Megan. You will all be in my thoughts and prayers come Thursday!
Kelly N

Jencharvey said...

Oh my! The goosebumps all over.

Redeemed1 said...

That is so sweet! It brings tears to my eyes.

Anneliese Schombs-Fish said...

As far as the "football pep you up" songs go, I think a rousing chorus of "We Are the Champions" sung by a choir of nurses, just post birth would be quite apropos. You know me, just playing devil's advocate.
I love you tons girl and you will be in our prayers all week. HOW EXCITING!!!!